drinking all the milk they dared give it, cried for more.

It was a pretty child, well dressed and well cared for, and Evelyn
studied it with tender interest as it lay contentedly in her arms. As
she hushed and soothed it into sleep, she talked with her brothers.
Professor Morris had gone to the other end of the long room, and they
could hear him groan as he walked the floor.

"Don't you think that it would be safe now for us to go back home?"
said Evelyn. "We can always prove that we are Americans, and I think
there will be no more lawlessness. What do you think?"

Warren remembered the soldier with the wounded shoulder.

"We can't leave Peter here," he said.

"Why no, but he managed to get up here with help, and I think we can
get him home with us. I don't know what else to do, unless Anna is
willing to stay with him until morning."

"That's the thing to do," said Warren, "but Anna is such a scare cat."

"She ought to be willing to stay with her own brother!" declared
Evelyn. "That shoulder will kill him unless cold water is kept on it
all the time, until we can get hold of a doctor or get him to a
hospital."

"The hospitals are so full that you can't get inside the doors," said
Warren.